Please Do Not Yell At Me For Loving Disney

Please Do Not Yell At Me For Loving Disney

It's a magical place, ok?

When I think about where I am the happiest, I first think Disney World. The feeling of entering those gates to the most magical place on Earth is unlike any other. The smells, the crowds, the scenery. I take one look at the castle and I am home.

Everything in Disney World is so familiar, providing me with glimpses of my childhood. My debut to Disney World was at seven months old and I remember every second of that trip. Just kidding. But since then, I've been back more times than I can even count.

People are always asking me "Ew, why do like Disney?" followed by their own reasons like "too many lines" or "too many people." Others say, "Disney World is for little kids." Well, everyone has their opinions, so here are mine!

Everyone is a kid at Disney. It does not matter if you are thirty or two hundred years old, you are ten in Disney World. What could be better than transforming back into your ten-year-old self for just a couple of days? For just a few minutes, you forget that Mickey Mouse is actually a man in a sweaty costume and you feel like you are meeting a real celebrity because let's be honest, you are.

Disney World is always changing, just like us! Everything is updated. They are constantly adding new lands to compliment the popular Disney opinions. Have a new favorite Disney movie? Go to Disney World, they have a ride for it.

The Castle. Need I say more.

The food is incredible. From Mickey waffles to Mickey shaped marshmallow treats, there is something for everyone, even the pickiest eater on this planet. The dining experience can be as casual or as extravagant as you want it to be AND you can meet the characters while you eat. AHH! I love shaking Peter Pan's hand while shoving a chicken finger in my mouth.

Those tear-jerking fireworks. Just when you think your day cannot get any better, BAM! Tinker Bell flies over Main Street, followed by a dazzling sparkle in the sky. This is just the beginning of the best firework show that you've ever seen in your life. Ever.

If you are not checking your calendar for upcoming open weekends to sneak down to Disney for a few days, I apologize because I know I am. These reasons, plus one hundred trillion more, are why I consider Disney World my second home. I could easily write a book about it but I know about two people who would read it and my mom and dad already do enough for me.

So for those of you who do not believe that Disney World is the happiest place on Earth, I hope that you have a place that brings you a smile as big as mine in Magic Kingdom. Pretty please just don't yell at me for loving Disney.

Cover Image Credit: Sarah Lynch

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If You Give A Girl A Little Brother

You've given her the world.

I remember back to my childhood, standing at the top of the steps yelling down to my parents "Why did you decide to have another child?" I remember riding in the backseat yelling "Mom, was I not good enough for you?" as my brother threw snow at me .

I remember crying when my mom made us share our first cell phone. I remember playing in a pool at a waterpark, and my dad couldn't play with me because my brother couldn't swim and needed my dad to be with him. I played by myself, thinking "They must have not wanted a girl when they only pay attention to him."

But now, at almost 22, I realized that the best gift God has ever given me was my little brother.

Give a girl a little brother, and you give her a pain in her ass.

Oh, he'll be annoying. He'll get in the shower just because you said you were going to. He'll start talking every time you do. He'll pull stupid pranks, he'll make you listen to bogus music, he'll make you watch stupid tv shows, he'll smell up the bathroom (and probably smell himself.) and boy, I promise there will be day's you will resent him. But he's just training for living with your husband one day.

Give a girl a little brother, and you give her a role.

As a big sister, I had somebody copying all my moves. If I did something, so did he. If I didn't eat something, neither did he. If I didn't like somebody neither did he. He was like a little shadow that did everything I did, so I was always motivated to make good choices and make him proud of me.

Give a girl a little brother, and you give her a rough side.

I wouldn't have done half the things I did if it wasn't for him. Play basketball in the drive way, spend hours on our bikes, spend the summer days in the pool, or down at the park. I wouldn't have learned that it's okay to get in the dirt and have some fun. I wouldn't have played half the made up, imaginary games we played every day. I wouldn't have played with Hot Wheels, or Lincoln Logs, or Leggo's. I would have played with Barbies by myself all day long, and what's the fun in that?

Give a girl a little brother, and you give her the best friend she'll ever have.

In the end, when our parent's both pass away, I won't be alone, because I will have my little brother. When the world gets tough, and everyone turns away from me, he will always be there. No matter where he end's up in life, I know he will drop everything and come running when I'm in need.

For Christmas this year, I bought my brother his first tattoo. We got matching tattoo's on our sides. Our lives our different now, because we're grown up and live on opposite sides of the state. But no matter where we go in life, if we look up, we will be looking at the same sun and moon. We are made up of the same matter, 'made' by the same people, and love each other more than I think we'd like to admit.

Alex is my true other-half.

Give a girl a little brother, and you made her whole.

Cover Image Credit: Abby Engel

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